Sonja and I like gawking at a good car wreck as much as the next gorehound motherfuckers I guess. Is that a good enough excuse for the two of us to sit in front of our big as kd lang's pussy television with a bottle of tequila after we returned from a successful afternoon cheering on the winner of the 68th British Columbia Derby? Not a good enough excuse? Let me try again. We both must be fucking Albertarded.